(Chapter 16)

Syha

Fifteen minutes later, Araan asleep with my nipple in his mouth, David finally calls and I reluctantly pull my boobs out of his grasp and tuck him in. I fix my saree but don't put the blouse on, instead angle the camera so he can only barely see my upper face. I'm not willing to show him anything else.

"Syha, sorry for the bother. Have you eaten yet?" He goes for casual, like always. I barely resist an eye roll.

"Yes, we have. My husband's asleep next to me. So, let's wrap this up quickly. I don't want to disturb him." I emphasize extra sweetly, and the fall on his face is back, making me want to grin triumphantly.

"Yeah, sure." He grits.

I put on my reading glasses and we start going through pages on the pdf folder, marking out stuff that needs to be corrected. Only a few is left since we have already reviewed it with the team twice.

"Can you adjust your camera a bit more? I can't see you." He says.

I roll my eyes off camera, "I don't know why being able to see me is anyway relevant while reviewing a document." I deadpan and he coils back, hesitating before responding.

"I- mean it'd feel more like we were in office." He mumbles unconvincingly.

Before I can retort to his absurd line of thought, I'm interrupted by Araan whining in his sleep.

"Excuse me for a moment." I tell him and turn off my camera and voice then turn to Araan who is still asleep.

"Baby, you okay?" I coo, brushing his hair back. He doesn't answer, but his face is scrunched up. Maybe he's having a bad dream. "Shh, I'm here. You're safe, baby." I say softly, leaning down to speak in his ear so he knows I'm here.

His face doesn't relax and he clutches my saree in his grip, still making pained noises. My heart breaks. I wish freaking David weren't online so I could give my undivided attention to my clearly distressed husband.

But I have to handle both.

I adjust myself against the headboard and carefully pull Araan closer, he shifts and lays on my chest but doesn't wake up. I cradle his head against my chest and put the pillow on my lap so his head's supported then bring the laptop table closer so I can still watch the screen.

Letting my saree fall to the side, I push my nipple in Araan's mouth and continue to stroke his hair till he takes it and sucks softly. I sigh in relief as his whines die down and he relaxes.

My heart thuds giddily, fraught with unexplainable emotions. It's like I have found a baby in my husband, the thought filling me with surmountable love for this man in my arms. I kiss his forehead and pull him close to me, letting him rest. Then turn the voice on the facetime.

"Sorry, sir. But I have to keep the camera off for some reason. Let's continue our work and finish quickly."

"What's wrong?" David's face is all disturbed and frowning, I groan inwardly. This asshat!

"Nothing. Let's just do the work, or you can let me do it alone. I'll email you the details when I'm done."

"No, it's fine. Let's do it." He sighs in defeat. I roll my eyes but continue with the work, every often peeking down to see Araan sleeping peacefully, cheeks pink and lashes shadowed over his pronounced cheekbones.

So beautiful, my baby.

"Done. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."

"Bye, maybe we-"

I don't let him finish and pretend to not have heard him, cutting the call and shutting my laptop close. I push the table away, careful not to jostle Araan too much, then put him back on the bed. He stirs and instinctively reaches for my nipple in his sleep since it has fallen out due to the move.

I smile and get comfortable under the blanket, guiding the other nipple back in his mouth. He sighs contently and begins suckling immediately. Clearly seeking solace from the action and providing me the same. I hold him close and let sleep overtake me moments after.

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My sleep's broken from wet sensations on my chest and down between my legs. I softly moan as my mind tries to piece together what's happening. I can feel Araan's mouth and hand on my boobs, sucking, squeezing, and kneading at his will.

Finally opening my eyes, I am met with Araan hovering above me, hungrily sucking my boobs and making my chest all wet from his drool.

"Araan..." I moan loudly, gripping his hair as he looks up at me through his lashes, not stopping his ministrations once. He pulls out my nipple from his mouth with a pop and my stomach tightens at the sight of a saliva string connecting his lip and my swollen bud, all pink and wet from his care. "Feels good." I whimper when he takes the other one in his mouth.

My body arches off the bed when he uses his tongue over the slit of my bud, his fingers pinching and flicking the wet one mercilessly. Rolling my eyes to the back of my head, I shudder as pleasure ruptures and brims every inch of my body.

Gripping the bedsheet in one hand, I fist his hair with the other and moan shamelessly when he suddenly takes both of my nipples in between his lips, hollowing his cheek and almost taking half of my boobs in his warm mouth. My toes curl as he covers them in his saliva, his hands holding my hips down in a bruising grip, thumb dipping in my belly button every second. My thighs are all sticky as I leak profusely, writhing under him.

"Araan, I need you." I whine, barely spewing words between heavily breathing and gasping. "Please. Do something." I pant.

He lets go of my boobs and bucks his hips down abruptly, making me feel his erected member as it rubs against my throbbing core—still very clothed. But we don't have time for more than this. He does the motion again and my eyes roll close, moans falling from my lips in a series.

He nuzzles my chest, mouthing on the slippery skin, nosing along all the while rubbing himself against my core.

"So close." He gasps, grunting and thrusting hard, spreading my legs wide to have better access. "Fuck. Want to take you whole." He grumbles.

"D-don't have time." I mutter between gasps of pleasure. "I-I fuck. Ahh!" I pull him in for a desperate kiss, roughly meeting our tongues as his hand comes up to grope my boob in his palm, hips rocking back and forth faster.

"Ngh." With a groan, he collapses and nuzzles my neck. I feel his warmth from between our clothes and it pushes me to the edge, making me whimper and spill juices in my panties. We gasp and breathe deeply, then slowly get up off the bed.

"Come home early tonight." He mutters raspily while we shower together, washing each other and sharing sweet kisses in between. "I want to have you."

Shudder runs down my spine as I blush and peck his lips.

"Okay."

We dress up and kiss goodbye, then head our separate ways.

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Gonna end this book soon. Maybe I'll write a oneshot book next time.